Chapter 572 – Big Yellows senses (1/2)

Big Yellow's senses

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Tyrant the monk and Tan Lang were using their Yuan force to blow away those green air. They opened their mouth and vomited. They had underestimated the power of the gas. They had no idea that this gas could be this powerful, and this ‘STINKY’, it stunk at its maximum. Any of the smell that entered into your nose would cause you to regurgitate all the food withoutstop, no one could stand it, and it was too brutal in other aspects.

“Haha…”

Jiang Chen giggled at their innocent reaction.

Tyrant and Tan Lang had the feeling of rushing towards Jiang Chen, wanting to strangle him to death. Now they finally know the reason of Jiang Chen’s retreat before the skill was cast, his ability to prepare in advance was impressive. They can blame no one but themselves for not understanding Big Yellow well enough, not knowing the ultimate power of his skill.

“Godly…Pan…Pan…You two bastards, are you telling me that you two vomited because my fart wasn’t tasty enough?”

Big Yellow was staring at Tyrant and Tan Lang while shaking his stout buttocks. When the two of them saw Big Yellow, they instantly moved far away from him. It gave them a creepy feeling when they witnessed the death of a few Asura Palace disciples. These people weren’t dead because of falling from the sky, there was eighty percent certainty that they were smoked to death by the fart.

“It was like causing the souls to leave their bodies, very scary…”

Tyrant said. He had an unanswered question for the god, ‘How can this world have such a fine quality? The supernatural talents and powers can be this superb and **’.

Tyrant and Tan Lang swore that this was the most horrifying fart, and that there wasn’t anyone like this. It was lucky that they only smelled the disgusting smell of the fart. It was out of their imagination to think about the condition of those disciples that were exposed at the central point of the green gases.

“How dare you!”

Someone in the Asura Palace shouted. At least a few figures moved in quickly from the inside. One of them was the Seventh Grade Combat King elder who came out instantly, without saying a word, he casted a Dharma Seal, smashing over Big Yellow.

Quack…Quack…

Big Yellow was exhilarated. He wanted to release all of his stifling feeling today once and for all. Why would he even have any problems fighting this enemy of Seventh Grade Combat King? He sent another attack using his head without hesitation.

Bang…

The unlimited power of Dharma Seal clashed together with Big Yellow’s solid head, the spell broke as quickly as the sound began, turning into fragments. Big Yellow’s speed of attack didn’t slow down as though a golden light penetrating the glasses or windows, he continued to flash, appearing before the elder in a blink of an eye. Only then did the elder realized his amazing speed and it was already impossible to attempt any escape.

Despite his slow reaction, the elder was still able to make a promptly counterattack, intending to reflect Big Yellow’s incoming attack. He thought that this hound must be out of his mind to attack him using its head, it was like digging a grave for himself.

Unfortunately, he lacked the understanding of Big Yellow’s power.

Bang…

Puff…

Big Yellow’s head faltered the attack and made a powerful impact on the elder’s chest. He could feel the impact like a huge mountain pressing on his chest, causing him to fly away from his original position. Blood was spurting from his mouth continuously while his body was still in the air, then, fell on the ground. All of the movements on his body stopped after a few contractions of the major muscles.

Wah…

Everyone was in a state of shock, they were all shaken by the incident. The disciples of Asura Palace who rushed out following the elder were frightened to retreat one after another, as if they had seen a haunting ghost. The expression of their eyes were covered with fear, the hound was too strong, he could kill a Seventh Grade Combat King by just ramming him.

“My goodness… How hard is this dog’s head?”

Tyrant the monk couldn’t accept it either. Tan Lang was willing to prostrate himself before Big Yellow in admiration. This dude didn’t only know how to fart, his head was as hard as a diamond, killing the Seventh Grade Combat King by the impact of his head. Although his ability was still far away if it was to be compared with the ability of Master Ran Feng to kill a person of the Ninth Grade Combat King using eye contact, he possessed a power that was hard to believe without witnessing it.

Quack…Quack…

His lively laughter soon filled the air above Asura Palace. If the news of a hound showing off his ability was to spread out in Asura territory, the Palace would lose the respect of other people.

Big Yellow wasn’t paying attention to the fearful feeling of the people. He twisted his body around, aiming his backside at them again. Tyrant and Tan Lang shook their heads when they saw Big Yellow in this posture. They felt that their existence in the scene was unnecessary, Big Yellow alone was enough to cause a total confusion in this place.

Hiss…

Many of them were gasping their last breath of fresh air. Those who had witnessed the horrifying effect of Big Yellow’s fart made a prompt escape from the scene, flying away as far as they can like a mad bird. The rest went blank and stunned, they absolutely had no idea that the worst thing of their lives was going to happen, not knowing why the hound had tilted his buttocks higher than usual. They were having doubts about his action, ‘This hound could also use its backside to make his attack like how it used its head?’

They had made the right guess.

“Invincible Whirlwind Spirit Fart.”

Bang…